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"We can have the talk about proper behaviour with my samples once we've got you in your nice shiny lab on the ship. I want to be sure we're on the same page about ethical behaviour and also I should write up a form for you to sign about all the bad things that might happen if you fuck up." She glances at Miranda. "I assume the ship already has a nice shiny lab for him?"

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"Naturally. We think you'll be very pleased, Doctor."

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"Cerberus now interested in making decisions that will please me! Wonders never cease."

He turns to the nearest vorcha. "Will be leaving with Shepard and company. Leaving Vernix in charge of clinic. Please work with her. If adopting new blood, remember to follow appropriate protocols - left copy of notes in system. Will miss you all."

The vorcha hugs him. He pats them on the back. "Will do fine. Will do better than fine. - will notify Aria that if she tries to lean on you in any way I will vivisect her."

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(June nods approvingly.)

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The hug ends, and Mordin claps his hands together. "Ready to go. Assuming lab fully stocked, no need to rob my successors?"

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"Certainly no need for that. If you want for anything, it will be yours."

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"Promising. Onwards."

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"Our sketchy backers are very helpful. So far."

And now they should drop off this package with Aria and then Mordin can see his shiny new lab. And June can just... send him a copy of Cerberus's files on the resurrection project and then watch his face while he reads them, because this seems like the most hilarious way to get him up to speed.

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(Aria's guards accept their package. Aria sends June a message saying Not usually much of a public justice system on Omega, but I think under the circumstances something can be arranged. Thanks.)

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Mordin reads the files.

Mordin appears to read the files again, focusing on different areas.

"Shepard."

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"Yes?" she says brightly.

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He considers.

"Would like to request permission to experiment on substance codenamed Promethea," he says eventually. "Also other substances. But - Promethea experiments... hold personal interest. Life extension results in fruit flies."

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The impish edge disappears from her smile. "...yeah, I get you. Here."

She has indeed written up a form for him to sign, in Sharpie, on the back of a memo about clogged toilets. It has a single checkbox, with which he can affirm that he understands the potential consequences of poor safety procedures around Shepard Juice, intends to take appropriate precautions, and will be very sorry if the galaxy goes unsaved because he touched the bad goo and turned himself inside-out.

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He reads it over. "Certainly understand potential consequences. No intention of touching anything - lab contains excellent remote manipulation machinery. Will not inject myself with anything no matter how promising it is until thoroughly tested on lab newts."

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She hesitates for a moment, then says, "...I call it Grovelight. The one they call Promethea. It's maybe the one I know best out of the three. I can probably give you some tips. It's a big fan of plants, for one; you can get a happy little perpetual motion machine with leaves if you grow a few trees around a tank of it. I barely know what I'm doing with Ichor and I mostly don't have a clue with the blue stuff but Grovelight and I are old friends."

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He smiles wide. "Grovelight! Lovely name. Plants? Perhaps - not capybara but, hmm, what was endotherm found on, hmm - had symbiotic relationship to local lichen - will research. Not getting any younger. If possible, send all remembered information along secure encrypted channel? If not, can discuss once surveillance removed from lab."

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"I think I trust your ability to unsurveil your lab slightly more than I trust any secure encrypted channel on this ship to not be copying all my correspondence straight back to Timmy."

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"Not unreasonable. Go, go, must get settled in. Thanks again for help. Or possibly just thanks."

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"See you!" she says agreeably, and off she goes.

Now, there was somebody else local on the Likely Essential list, right...?

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Not Likely Essential, but the mercenary "ARCHANGEL" was last seen on Omega, and Aria commented that he was going to be under some significant pressure soon. She also said the gangs were recruiting to take him down.

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Close enough. Time to go stage a rescue.

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"Apparently," Miranda says, "the recruiting effort for the siege on Archangel is happening on the ground floor of Aria's bar. I think we'd make some pretty plausible mercenaries - which would not only get us close to Archangel, but behind the scenes of the siege."

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"I am an astonishingly bad liar so you might have to take the lead on that one."

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"I can do that. Zanna, you're up for some infiltration?"

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"Sure, seems efficient. Which is my favorite thing."

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